Sedoy flexes her arm, testing out the new addition of her invention – the Cyberian Cooler. She glances at Mavis, a concerned look crossing her stern face for a brief moment – and then instructs her base-level internal operating system to power up the cooling equipment.
As the fans in her arm begin to lightly hum, she watches as the Environment Temperature Differential on her Biomon and her Central Nervous Thermoregulation signals begin to drop slowly, each in sync with the other.
She sighs a heavy exhale of relief – the cyberwear seems to be functioning within expected parameters.